Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon.

A/N: Finally a completely happy story with absolutely no angst or destroyed kingdoms! Enjoy! :)

If I could say what I want to say

I'd say I want to blow you away

Be with you every night

Am I squeezing you too tight

If I could say what I want to see

I'd want to see you go down on one knee

And marry me today

I'm wishing my life away

With these things I'll never say

"Things I'll Never Say" Avril Lavigne

"…And I thought it would be so cute if there were pink accents but Mamoru really wanted to be traditional so I let him stick with black and white."

Usagi took a break from her recitation and Minako sat back, an image of Mamoru in a pink and white tuxedo popping into her head. She smirked, taking a moment to pity the man. The wedding was in two weeks and everyone was beginning to think it couldn't come soon enough.

While Usagi was rifling through the clutter of magazines on the table, Minako took a look around at her long-suffering companions. Makoto was leaning forward, looking a little manic herself as her eyes following the bridal magazines. Beside her, Ami had her head tilted back and her eyes unfocused in an expression of terminal boredom. She'd stopped giving her input on wedding plans weeks ago, put still loyally showed up to every one of Usagi's planning sessions. Minako twisted to check on the silent one on her other side. Rei had her elbow propped up on the arm of the couch and her chin resting in her hand. Her amethyst eyes were half closed as she gazed out the window. Like Ami, she had checked out of the conversation long before.

"I settled on bridesmaids dresses for all of you!" Usagi announced excitedly, waving a magazine at them. At her words, Rei's eyes widened in alarm and her elbow slipped, nearly dropping her over the side of the couch. Minako chuckled softly before turning her attention to the bride-to-be.

She felt her smile freeze, however, when she focused on the gown that was circled on the page. It had puffy shoulders and a low V cut front with rows of ruffles on the bodice and a floor length skirt. "Well?" Usagi inquired, giving them a misty eyed smile. "What do you think?"

Makoto opened and closed her mouth several times but no sound came out. Ami looked like she had a few things to say but was using her considerable self control to stay silent. Instead, she nodded mechanically.

A muscle was working in Rei's jaw and Minako could only imagine the fire soldier's opinion. "Well, Usagi, it's your wedding so your opinion is the one that matters," Minako said diplomatically.

Usagi responded with an excited squeal that made everyone flinch. "Picture this in pink and blue!"

Rei's eye twitched and Minako had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. "So you're sure this is the one you want?" Ami ventured cautiously.

Usagi laughed, setting the magazine open on the table. "Well, when we're planning your wedding we can do whatever colors you want," she teased. Ami blushed and rolled her eyes.

"I know what I want for my wedding," Makoto said breathlessly. She clasped her hands against her chest and stared reverently down at the magazines.

On either side of them, Ami and Rei huffed and crossed their arms. "Come on," Minako giggled, "You know that synchronized annoyance isn't going to stop her."

Sure enough, Makoto launched into a well practiced speech of her eventual wedding plans. They'd heard it enough times that Minako knew it all by heart, right down to the pink and green sugar flowers that would decorate the cake.

When she finished, Usagi's gaze turned hopefully to Ami. The bluenette shook her head. "I have no idea how I would want my wedding. You know perfectly well that, according to my life plan I've got three more years of-"

"Ugh, we know!" Usagi interrupted dramatically. She grinned at her friend and patted her knee. "I know that someday you'll be a brilliant surgeon and be the head of your own hospital, but right now I want to hear about weddings!"

Her blue eyes trailed to Rei expectantly. A black eyebrow arched briefly before Rei turned her gaze back to the window. "No."

"Minako, you're my last hope!" Usagi cried, leaning across the table toward her. Minako bit her lip uncertainly. For several reasons, she'd never shared her thoughts on the subject with her friends. She glanced at Rei and Ami briefly for help, but they were both stubbornly staying silent.

"Okay, I guess," she said finally. She looked between Makoto and Usagi. Both girls were watching her excitedly with identical grins. "But I haven't really thought about it that much," she added in warning. Then she leaned back, picturing the day in her mind.

"I think it would be in the spring, so I could have the ceremony outside. Maybe in a park or something." In her mind's eye she pictured a perfectly manicured lawn that was surrounded by blossoming cherry trees. She imagined standing on one of the well swept pathways with the shrine in the background.

"I would want bright, pretty colors," Minako continued, warming up to the description. "Mostly white, but with some yellow and orange… and red…" Against all her power to stop it, her gaze drifted sideways to Rei's stiff form by the window. She didn't seem to be paying the slightest pit of attention. Minako swallowed and continued.

"I want my dress to be white and pretty, like something a princess would wear." She felt herself blush at the admission, but Makoto and Usagi only nodded in agreement of the idea. Behind Makoto, Ami was now leaning forward in real interest. "I would want all of you there, of course," she continued, smiling. "And the Outers. Maybe everyone could wear white with their senshi colors as accents."

"That would be so pretty!" Usagi squealed. "Do you think I could steal that idea for my wedding too?"

Minako tried not to agree too emphatically. She winked at Ami, who was visibly relieved. The bluenette discretely reached over and flipped the bridesmaid magazine closed.

"What about the groom?" Makoto asked. She shot Usagi a sideways look. "Yellow tux?" She grinned teasingly.

What about the groom, Minako wondered, sighing internally. She chanced a glance at her best friend, but Rei hadn't moved at all. In recent months she'd been able to admit, at least to herself, that her feelings toward the miko were slightly more than friendship. She'd spent countless hours in self reflection (which some might call day dreaming) trying to sort out her feelings. She'd eventually realized that they were in fact past the stage of friendship. It was more like an all-encompassing feeling of being completely, madly, head over heels in love with the other girl. And now she found herself planning their wedding. I should really tell her soon…

She remembered that the others were still watching her and smiled brightly. "I think I would stick with the traditional black." As stunning as Rei was in a gown, Minako pictured her in a black suit. She'd seen her in one once, when she'd returned from a dinner with her father. Her dark expression hadn't been enough to ruin the overall image of class and beauty.

"Just black?" Usagi pressed, watching her curiously.

"No," Minako said softly as her expression turned dreamy. "She always looks the best in black and red."

After a second of silence she blinked, realizing what she'd said. "I mean he!" she said quickly. "He looks, or would probably look good, since I haven't actually met him and don't know how incredibly hot he looks in red and black! Or maybe something else, because you never know! Right?" she finished in a high-pitched voice. "Right?" She looked at the three girls, trying to calm her hysteria.

"Right," Makoto said slowly, nodding.

"Red is a good color," Usagi agreed, reaching over to pat Minako's shoulder.

"Yes, it is," Ami added soothingly.

Minako took a breath. Her friends were watching her in concern and she laughed. "Sorry. Weddings excite me." She grinned and cast around for a way to change the subject. After a moment she settled on a guaranteed distraction. "So, Usagi, have you settled on a caterer yet?"

The blonde's attention was instantly back on her own upcoming event and she began to chatter excitedly, drawing Ami and Makoto closer as she began shuffling through the magazines again.

After a minute, Minako made herself turn toward Rei. She was still staring out the window, but her bored scowl had vanished. Instead, the corner of her mouth was turned up in a half smile. She wondered if Rei had been listening at all. Maybe she hadn't noticed Minako's slip and things could stay exactly as they were. Or maybe she had heard and was blocking out the memory. Or maybe.. Minako sighed. She knew she had to say something, but she didn't know where to begin.

She opened her mouth just as Rei turned to her and her voice failed. The raven smiled, looked down at herself and then pointedly back at her. Minako followed her gaze and noticed she was wearing a tight black button-up over a red shirt. She did look incredibly sexy in those colors. Minako immediately blushed at her thoughts. Rei's smile widened and Minako had the sudden urge to sink out of sight. Through the couch and the floor, through Usagi's basement and deep enough that those knowing amethyst eyes would stop staring into her soul.

"Your wedding sounds nice," she said softly. Minako nodded dumbly but couldn't bring herself to return the friendly smile. She had been listening. Minako wondered briefly how much a ticket to the other side of the world would cost. She had no idea what to say. "And Mina?" She waited until Minako reluctantly met her gaze again. "Red and black are my favorite colors."

Minako grinned slowly at her best friend and fought down the urge to throw herself onto her lap and kiss her with every ounce of passion she'd been holding in. She contented herself with reaching for her hand and twining their fingers together. Rei gave her hand a gentle squeeze and returned her gaze to the window. This was the possibility that she hadn't considered: that Rei knew her so well, she wouldn't have to say anything at all